Xu Zhiyuan secretly left and closed the door while Rong Yan hugged her and coaxed her softly.
After seeing that Luo Anning was in better spirits, Rong Yan fed her with some soup which reminded her of Mo Xiyan.
“How is Mo Xiyan doing?” she asked.
Rong Yan paused and remained silent for a long while before answering with a mysterious expression, “She’s severely injured and hasn’t regained consciousness yet.”
The checkup proved that apart from the physical injuries and the miscarriage, Luo Anning did not have any other issues with her health. All she needed was rest and recuperation.
On the other hand, Mo Xiyan suffered several fractures and had three broken ribs. Ever since she was wheeled out of the ER, she had been lying in the intensive care unit and was yet to come to.
Luo Anning bit her lip and said with discomfort, “Rong Yan, go take a look at her. She… only got injured because she tried to save me. She was the one who pushed me away… otherwise, I would have been the one… still lying in bed unconscious.”
Rong Yan rubbed her head and forced himself to smile. “Alright, stop dwelling on it. Have your food first. Don’t worry about anything else, I’ll handle it.”
Luo Anning nodded distractedly and remained silent. Rong Yan fed her some food, after which he forced her to finish a bowl of noodles in front of him. She then finally agreed to rest.
They often say that nursing a miscarriage is similar to postnatal confinement. Luo Anning had been hospitalised for almost half a month. Jiang Peihua would visit and feed her with nutritious soups and tonics everyday.
Jiang Peihua took care of Luo Anning meticulously, as if she were her own daughter. Luo Anning was extremely touched and guilt continued to overwhelm her like tidal waves.
Luo Anning bit her lip and said, “Mother, I’m alright now. You don’t have to visit me everyday. I’ll feel bad about it…”
Jiang Peihua shook her head and guffawed. Poking Luo Anning’s head, she said, “Silly, why are you saying that? It’s only right for me to take care of you. Just let me look after you. It’s not like you to let your imagination run wildly like this, Lass Anning.”
Luo Anning looked up at her and asked, “Mother, don’t you blame me for the miscarriage?”
“That was an accident. Why would I blame you for it? Besides, you can always have another baby in the future. There’s only one of you. If you die, where am I supposed to find a wife for that rascal?” Jiang Peihua said, looking at Luo Anning like she was being silly.
Amused by her mother-in-law, Luo Anning smiled while Jiang Peihua hurriedly grabbed her gaunt face in surprise. “Look at our Lass Anning. You look so good when you smile. It’s no wonder that the rascal likes you so much.”
It was the day of her discharge from the hospital, but Rong Yan could not make it because he was tied up with an annual meeting. The two of them chatted for a while, after which Mo Qiange and Lu Momo arrived.
“Hello, Auntie…”
“Hello Auntie.”
Mo Qiange and Lu Momo greeted Jiang Peihua one after another. She smiled at them and asked, “Hello. Are you here to fetch Lass Anning?”
“Yes, we’re here to fetch Little Anning and at the same time, celebrate her discharge from the hospital,” Lu Momo said while clapping her hands together.
Everyone burst into laughter.
After they were done packing the suitcases, the bodyguards placed them in the car boot while Jiang Peihua returned to Old Mr. Rong’s place.
Luo Anning headed out with Lu Momo and Mo Qiange to celebrate.
While Mo Qiange was driving, Lu Momo placed a hand on Luo Anning’s flat stomach and said, “It’s such a shame that Mini Anning is not going to get the chance to meet me. Mini Anning, you must hurry and come back. I’ll dote on you for sure.”
Luo Anning was feeling melancholic, even though she had already put down most of her grief. She patted Lu Momo’s doll-like face and said, “Okay, Mini Anning said that she will be back and she wants you to wait patiently.”
